Chapter 551: Xiao Feng!

Difficult!
The attacks of Master Kongxiang were one more powerful than the last. His Vajra Staff swung like a madman, tearing through the air and severely disrupting even Happy Dragon’s swirling movements, making it extremely difficult to move forward. Each of his attacks was heavily restricted. If not for the weakening and shock-absorbing effects of the “Eighteen Palms to Subdue the Dragon,” he would have long been crushed to the point of vomiting blood and defeated.
Although Master Kongxiang seemed kind and gentle in normal times, once he fought, he was like an enraged Vajra deity, terrifying to all who saw him.
Whoosh!
Happy moved like lightning, leaving a huge crater where he had been. He broke into a cold sweat—if that attack landed on someone, they would be either dead or severely injured!
This was the first time Happy had experienced the strength of the Shaolin abbot. He found it extremely difficult to parry each of his attacks, feeling frustrated as well. If not for his improved strength, his knowledge of Shaolin martial arts from his past life, and the protection provided by his Golden Bell Shield and equipment, he wouldn’t have been able to hold on this long.
But as time passed, Happy gradually found his rhythm. Using the “Eighteen Palms to Subdue the Dragon” to counter Master Kongxiang’s attacks was clearly ineffective. Without techniques like “Dragon Fighting in the Wild,” it was impossible to parry those attacks unharmed.
Happy tried to maintain his current strength, using his “Slicing Palm” to create trouble for Master Kongxiang while using the “Ten Styles of the True Dragon” to counter his attacks. Though it was somewhat tricky, the situation remained perilous. Roars echoed across the arena as Happy weaved through debris and the Vajra Staff, seemingly on the verge of death at any moment!
“Thirty-five… thirty-seven…” Happy kept counting the attacks, fully immersed in this rhythm, unaware that at the other end of the spectator seats, a heroic-looking man sitting next to Duan Yu slowly stood up. His gaze was fixed intently on Happy on the arena, his expression grave.
“Boss!”
“Boss, what’s wrong?”
“Brother Xiao?”
Duan Yu also noticed something unusual about Xiao Feng’s expression and quickly turned his attention away from “the Emperor” and Zhou Zhiruo, standing up to ask.
The man beside Duan Yu was none other than Xiao Feng, the leader of the Northern Beggars’ Gang!
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng’s expression remained solemn. He didn’t answer but turned to another man beside him—short-haired, seemingly simple and honest, surrounded by four beautiful maids—and said,
“Second brother, do you still remember the ‘Eighteen Palms to Subdue the Dragon’ that our elder brother taught you?”
“Of course.”

Xiao Feng’s second brother was naturally the master of the Lingjiu Palace, “Xu Zhu.” The latter nodded firmly, “How could my second brother dare forget thebeggar gang’s ultimate skills?”
“But do you remember that I once told you the original ‘Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms’ actually had twenty-eight moves? I took the essence of eighteen of them, while the remaining ten were not recorded in the gang’s ultimate skills.”
“Of course I remember.” Although Xu Zhu wore simple robes, Duan Yu quickly understood and said with bright eyes, “Does that mean someone stole the other ten moves?”
“It’s not stealing.”
Xiao Feng was an honest and heroic man, so he wouldn’t slander others. At a glance, he could see that the moves used by Kai Xin were similar but seemingly refined, more mysterious, and even combined with the ‘Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms,’ creating a unique effect.
A fierce dragon seemed to become adaptable!
Xiao Feng didn’t answer his brothers’ further questions. He silently gazed at the arena, murmuring, “This young man might truly be able to hold out against Master Kong Xiang for a hundred moves!”
“……”
Over by the side, “Haotian,” who had been observing these legendary masters, saw his expression change drastically upon hearing this!
……
Using the ‘Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms,’ ‘Ten True Dragon Styles,’ ‘Golden Bell Shield,’ and ‘Illusion Demon Movement’ required considerable internal energy. Under intense pressure, even more energy was needed, leading to greater depletion!
Continuous use would be too much even for Kai Xin.
Moreover, no drugs were allowed in the Dragon and Tiger Arena (except antidotes). Thus, it was only natural that Kai Xin suffered severe internal energy loss under Master Kong Xiang’s pressure.
At such times, it wasn’t so much about fighting to hold out for a hundred moves as it was about conserving energy, focusing entirely on the fight without daring to slack off even slightly.
After all, the speed of palm strikes surpassed that of heavy weapons.
As he closed in!
Dragon Seizing Hand!
The Vajra Mace hesitated slightly, and a strange force was transmitted through the weapon into Master Kong Xiang’s body. Though it was just a fleeting moment, it gave Kai Xin more time.
His fingers turned golden as he formed a blade with one hand!
Just as Master Kong Xiang regained some strength, his right elbow was struck by a hidden force. The Vajra Mace stopped, and Kai Xin rushed forward in quick steps. His right leg stepped forward, precisely blocking Master Kong Xiang’s path of retreat.
He pushed forward with both palms!
A roar!!!
Master Kong Xiang was attacked repeatedly from both sides. Despite his strong skills, he was overwhelmed and unable to use them. He endured Kai Xin’s two punches, let out a groan, and was flung ten meters away, taking several steps back.

Kai Xin did not dare slack off. He controlled his breath and activated the “Jinhua Jiu Yang Gong” at full speed, seizing the brief moment when Master Kong Xiang’s vital energy was in turmoil to restore his own depleted internal strength. Fortunately, the recovery speed of the “Jinhua Jiu Yang Gong” was twice that of the “Emei Jiu Yang Gong,” and using the “Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon” for attacks required very little internal energy. As long as he carefully managed his energy levels to avoid dropping below the critical threshold, it would be fine.

In the battle against Master Kong Xiang, although Kai Xin felt ashamed, from an external perspective, both sides were engaged in a back-and-forth struggle. Every time Kai Xin used the “Ten Styles of the True Dragon,” Master Kong Xiang suffered slight disadvantages and was even forced back several steps by Kai Xin’s tactics. The fight was intense and dynamic.

After sixty exchanges, Kai Xin grew more and more confident and skilled. Under Master Kong Xiang’s intense pressure, the “Ten Styles of the True Dragon” had a rare opportunity to work closely with the “Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon”—one attacking while the other defended, one retreating while the other pressed forward…

At times, Kai Xin was forced to launch attacks in order to retreat, and other times he used the “Little Dragon Retreat” move to set up his next attack. Gradually, Kai Xin noticed that the pressure from Master Kong Xiang was diminishing…

“Last ten moves!”

Master Kong Xiang, constantly harassed by Kai Xin’s “Ten Styles of the True Dragon” and miraculously restrained at critical moments, preventing him from exerting full force, was both surprised and frustrated by Kai Xin’s abilities. Finally, at the 90th move, he turned his momentum around, drawing his “Demonic Subduing Qi” back into his body.

Clang!!

As the Vajra Mace was inserted into the arena, Master Kong Xiang put down his weapon and joined his hands in a solemn gesture. “Amitabha. Young Kai Xin has managed to force an old man to this extent—such talent is truly rare among the younger generation…” As he chanted the Buddha’s name, he made the gesture of Guanyin compassionately offering a flower to the world.